stonecrandall Chapter 127 Hunting Wang Xiao'an
Chapter 127 Hunting Wang Xiao'an
Yan Shuo's voice was icy. "She'll never grow up, and she'll never be useful, unless she experiences some bloody reality. If she can't take it and has a mental breakdown, then give her a quick death. Don't let her be manipulated by the Japanese agents. She knows the address of the training center. Once she's arrested, the Japanese agents will threaten her with the lives of ordinary people. Who knows how many secrets she'll reveal?"
"Yes, I'll go and tell He Qiao to be on guard." Lin Manqiu replied quickly, not daring to delay for even a moment.
"There are two more things." Yan Shuo raised his hand to stop her, his tone becoming increasingly resolute. "First, you take men to investigate every community and alleyway in the concession and the Chinese-controlled area. Find and eliminate every single one of those gossipy old women and scoundrels who report our agents for money. Regardless of whether they are ordinary citizens or not, anyone who dares to exchange our hard-earned manpower for money must die."
He paused, his eyes flashing with even more murderous intent: "Second, have Yin Ying keep an eye on the spies of No. 76. Anyone who colludes with the people in the alleyways or the lower-level members of the underworld, or relies on these people to tip them off, must be secretly executed. Neither side should be left alive. I want to make the Japanese spies and the puppet police blind and deaf. Anyone who dares to come out to investigate intelligence will be the one to collect their corpse."
"Understood." Lin Manqiu noted everything down, then added, "What about Wang Xiaoan, the traitor?"
"Oh, and this scumbag too." Yan Shuo picked up Wang Xiaoan's intelligence report, turned to the last page, and a ruthless smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Wang Xiaoan, right? Likes to dance, greedy for money, doesn't listen to Feng Yaodong, and just because they're both colonels, he thinks he can talk back to his superiors and line his own pockets just because he's senior. And when he's discovered, he defectes? Dream on!"
He ran his fingertip over the words "married into the family of a division commander in a mountain city and married the division commander's daughter" on the intelligence report, and sneered: "So he's just a gigolo, relying on his wife's family's influence to get ahead. Look how capable he is."
"Pass down the order: capture Wang Xiaoan alive." Yan Shuo put down the intelligence report, his tone sinister. "Don't let him die too easily. I want him to suffer for at least ten days, to taste the bitterness of betrayal. As for his division commander and powerful backers, send a telegram to headquarters and settle accounts with them."
Lin Manqiu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly bowed and replied, "Yes! I will go and make the arrangements immediately!"
After saying that, he quickly left the command post without daring to delay for even a moment.
She knew Yan Shuo's temperament all too well. Once he issued the kill order, he wouldn't tolerate the slightest mistake. Whether it was the informant, the 76th secret agent, or the traitor Wang Xiaoan, they all had to be dealt with one by one.
In this chaotic world, being soft-hearted is the greatest original sin; only ruthlessness can ensure survival in the face of bloodshed.
Yan Shuo leaned back in his chair, twirling a cigarette, his eyes filled with unfathomable killing intent as he awaited news of victory from all sides.
As night deepened, frivolous laughter drifted from a secluded two-story villa in the Chinese-controlled area.
Wang Xiaoan, with his arm around a glamorous dancer, staggered up to the second floor, his face full of intoxication.
After his defection, he joined the Japanese army, not only making a fortune but also indulging in daily revelry, having long forgotten his identity as a military commander.
Little did he know that two forces had already quietly set their sights on him: one was the First Action Team and the First Intelligence Team of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai Station, and the other was the Red Bean Team under Yan Shuo's command.
This secret residence was Wang Xiaoan's hiding place. According to the informant Xiao Lin, it was accurately located by the Red Bean Team that same day.
If it weren't for the dozen or so Japanese soldiers hiding downstairs acting as bodyguards, he would have been a prisoner an hour earlier.
In the shadows at the alley entrance, Zhao Lie chewed on a fruit candy, the sweet taste spreading on his tongue, but it couldn't suppress the coldness in his eyes.
He held up his binoculars, staring intently at the small Western-style building not far away, and asked the reconnaissance team member beside him, "That's it?"
"Yes, team leader." The reconnaissance team member replied in a low voice, "There are 10 Japanese soldiers visible. The situation inside the building is unclear, so we didn't dare to sneak in rashly."
Zhao Lie grunted, glanced at the 15 team members waiting behind him, grinned, revealing a hint of ruthlessness, and asked, "Is the intersection under control?"
"Don't worry, Chen Rui is already guarding the intersection to prevent Japanese reinforcements from flanking us."
"Okay." Zhao Lie put away his binoculars and quickly gave the order, his tone crisp and decisive, "Go to the substation on the street corner and cut off the power to the entire block, creating chaos."
"Yes!" a team member responded and quietly made his way to the street corner.
"You two, go and ambush him over the back wall." Zhao Lie pointed to the other two team members. "If Wang Xiaoan tries to escape by climbing over the wall, shoot him and wound him. The commander has ordered that he be in pain for ten days before being allowed to live."
"Yes!" The two bowed and accepted the order, then quickly disappeared into the night.
"And you two, keep an eye on all the windows on the second floor." Zhao Lie continued to assign tasks, "As soon as Wang Xiaoan shows his face, open fire to keep him occupied. We absolutely cannot let him take the opportunity to escape."
"yes!"
"You two, go and take out the sentry at the door. Be quick, use silenced weapons, and don't alert the people inside the building."
"Yes!" The two team members moved swiftly, stealthily making their way towards the gate of the Western-style building under the shadows.
After making the arrangements, Zhao Lie looked at the remaining team members: "The rest of you, follow me. By the way, have all the guns been checked? Make sure they are all silenced."
"Don't worry, team leader. The commander has already equipped us with silenced guns. There will be no problem."
"Okay." Zhao Lie nodded, then pointed to a team member carrying a sniper rifle, "Go to the third floor of this building, set up your sniper rifle, and lock onto the courtyard. If any Japanese soldiers dare to rush into the courtyard, snipe them directly; if Wang Xiaoan loses control and resists, shoot him in the legs; if he dares to touch a gun, shoot him in the hands. This kid is trained, his fighting skills are not weak, don't underestimate him. He's a perfectly good military intelligence colonel, why does he have to become a traitor? He must be out of his mind."
"Hehe, got it! Keep a close eye on him!" The sniper shouldered his rifle and ran quickly toward the target building.
"Action!" Zhao Lie shouted, and the group immediately dispersed, each rushing to their posts: some went upstairs to set up snipers, some sneaked into side alleys to ambush, and some hid themselves at the entrance of the Western-style building. The whole process was silent, demonstrating the professionalism of the Red Bean Team.
"Silence!" Zhao Lie led the last few team members, using the trash cans as cover, and disappeared into the shadows of the alley next to the Western-style building, quietly waiting for the signal to cut off the power.
A moment later, the team member in charge of cutting off the power quietly pulled the switch on the transformer box, and the entire block was plunged into darkness instantly.
The laughter inside the Western-style building abruptly ceased, replaced by the shouts of Japanese soldiers and the sound of chaotic footsteps.
"Attack!" Zhao Lie shouted, his figure darting out of the shadows like a cheetah.
Before the two Japanese sentries at the gate could react, they were shot in vital areas by the ambushing team members with silenced guns. They collapsed to the ground without even uttering a sound, and their bodies were quickly dragged to the corner of the wall.
Meanwhile, the sniper on the third floor had already set up his gun, his sights firmly locked on the center of the courtyard.
Two Japanese soldiers were scouting the area with flashlights when two faint gunshots pierced the night. The soldiers fell to the ground, their flashlights rolling and their beams flailing wildly.
"There's an ambush!" A Japanese lieutenant roared from the courtyard. The Japanese soldiers who had been hiding inside the building rushed out, numbering as many as sixteen, six more than the number they had detected.